Sneaking off

I snuck off down to the beach for the weekend - after two full weeks of working I was exhausted! I'm hoping it'll get easier, and that it's just the steep learning curve that's making it all so tiring. I am still enjoying it, and I haven't got lost in the building all week (trust me, that's an achievement). But the weekend was a much needed break. Number two son had rehearsals, and number one son wasn't interested, so I went on my own and enjoyed the solitude very much.



The weather was gorgeous - so much warmer than Canberra. There were a few game surfers out there in full wetsuits, but I wasn't at all tempted to jump in. I don't know what this keen family are doing by the creek in their swimmers ... possibly they had just hopped out of wetsuits? The water is freezing. This is as far as I got.



I did do some sewing down there but not a great deal. One of the treats of being on my own is wafting aimlessly from activity to activity whenever I feel like it. Read a book for twenty minutes, go for a walk. Do ten minutes sewing, pick some lemons. Read a book for a while longer, watch half a movie. Have a vodka with lemon, watch trash television. Repeat.